The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 18

Chapter 18: An Unexpected Meeting

Angela Pov

Moments later, Christina sent the meeting address: La Bohème Café on Madison Avenue, 2 PM -Christina

Sophie glanced at the message and cursed. She has some nervel Aller

everything... Angela, you can't seriously be considering meeting her?"

"I have to know what she wants."

"What she wants?" Sophie's laugh was hitter. "She wants your husband, your life, everything you've built these past two years. Did Sean tell her about the baby? Is that why she's suddenly so eager to alk?"

I moved my hand to my stomach. I don't know if Soun told her abou the pregnancy,"

Just then, a nurse approached us. "Mrs. Shaw, I'm sorry, but all surgeries are fully booked today. You'll need to make another appointment."

For some reason, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. Sophie seemed pleased too.

"Maybe it's fate, Sophie said softly. "Maybe you should think about this a bit more." She looked at my pale face. "Come ort. you home. You need rest."

Back home, 1 lay in bed trying to rest, but my mind kept wandering. The scene I'd witnessed at my thoughts - Jessica Miller's tearful defense of her unborn child.

the clinic earlier kept replaying in

Lying there, I couldn't stop thinking about what I'd witnessed at the clinic. The words kept echoing in my mind: "This is a life... this

For the first time, I truly let myself feel the reality of the life growing inside me. Not just a problem to be solved, but a baby. My baby. Sean's baby.

with Christina alone. Whatever she has to say,

I'll be fine," I assured her with a small

for a moment, clearly concerned, but finally nodded and

numbers, I knew it must be Christina. Without bothering to answer any of them, I turned off

drifted off to sleep without realizing it. A knock at the door woke me up. Looking

to see

forcing situations, demanding attention. I took

the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking impeccable as always in an elegant white dress. She turned with practiced grace,

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darling. Thank you for seeing me on

cut fruits, while Christina brought over an iced coffee from the

a sense of superiority move in, it '11 save me the trouble of finding new household

ve trained the maid quite well. When

tone made my stomach

like she bed the place, like she was the rightful mistress

clear: "Mrs. Show, you've only just recovered from your fever. Mr. Shaw specifically emphasized that you shouldn't have anything cold." She rned to me with genuine concern. “Let me brew you some

tea instead."

look, knowing full well she'd said that intentionally for Christina's benefit. Sarah had been with the Shaw family for years, and her loyalty meant more to me than

Christina's face d

smile.

Sean's car for me, but she

terrace? The view is lovely this

tighten she knew this apartment's layout intimately, had probably spent countless hours here

subtle power play, and I knew exactly what she was

things easier for

holding it

this?" I asked,